4 The Industry Lyrics

Hello?

Don't hello me! How could you?

How could I what what?

You cheated on me!

Oh my god

Oh my-

I'm so over her I'm outta here

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

Baby the car don't got no cover pulling up with cooler kits

Baby the seats don't got no buttons you gon' have to pull that shit

Ion care how you heard about me you gon' have to plea the fifth

Not throwing hands better shake that shit

How did you learn how to stay out the way?

I hadda learn how to cool off the bitch

I was was too focused on finding the one to admit I was selfishly ruining shit

How do you cope with the choices you made?

I just be stepping on shit

All while I'm sad and high out my mind and I'm guessing I gotta get used to that shit

My eyes low

And red like the dog from the birdwell estate

You just gon do watchu do and it don't matter niggas around you could always be snakes

Oh shit

I forgot what I was saying

Scars just make me stronger think I'm growing up a super sayain

I always think bout whatshername

Broke my heart she stole off with it I rolled my dice at cupids game

That don't matter anyways now right back to what I was saying

I'm tryna get rich not famous buy myself a brand new Benz

My wrist too cold I froze that shit feel glaciers every time I'm praying

Ask myself how imma get that bag

Ask myself how imma get that bag

Ask myself how imma get that bag

Ask myself how imma get that bag run it up by any means

I'm in the stratosphere so high up now see who can envy me like who?

Who can envy me?

I wanna touch the top

See my dreams they right in front of me

Baby the car don't got no cover pulling up with cooler kits

Baby the seats don't got no buttons you gon' have to pull that shit

Ion care how you heard about me you gon' have to plea the fifth

Not throwing hands better shake that shit